SOUL'S FIGHT

SOUL'S FIGHT

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Paano mo kakaharapin ang hinaharap kung Pilit kang sinusundan nang Nakaraan Paano mo kakalimutan ang Nakalipas kung Pilit itong nag paparamdan at nag papakita Paano kung ang mga taong Pilit mong kinakalimutan ang mga taong gusto mong layuan ay pag tatagpuin ulit ang mga landas ninyo Lalayuan mo ba ang taong nag bigay nang tunay na alaga at pag mamahal sayo para lang makalayo sa taong nanakit sayo nang husto o bibigyan mo sila nang pag kakataon para makasama mo lamang ang minamahal mo Tatlong taong gulang si Mia nang malaman nyang may kanya kanya palang pamilya ang tinuturing nyang pamilya paano nya makakayanan ang kaalamang ito Limang taong gulang sya nang narasanan nya ang hirap sa buhay ang pag durusa na kahit kailan hindi nya inakalang mararanasan nya buong buhay Limang taong gulang sya nang sya ay makidnap at di na natagpuan ang mga magulang dala dala nang hinanakit nyang iyon ang kanyang pagkamuhi sa boung angkan mararanasan pa kaya nyang makapag mahal nang tunay o magiging kagaya lamang sya nang kanyang mga magulang na hindi kompleto ang pamilya at bunga lamang sya sa maling paraan
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This book is rated R. Please proceed with caution. This is the more raunchy version of the book. *** We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to f*ck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the f*ck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will f*ck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual f*ck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is nothing like me.

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